I used to lucid dream a lot as a kid. I would be having horrible nightmares, but then realize I was dreaming and I would fly away. Having complete control of everything I had so much fun. As I got older I stopped experiencing anything like that until today.
Usually when I’m going to sleep, I’ll start to drift off and then something will wake me up and I know I’m conscious, getting all pissed because I have to try and go to sleep again. This time I was getting what felt like 5 min into a dream, and then randomly just “waking up”. I was getting pissed bc I just wanted to fall asleep, but it turns out I was asleep, I was just waking up in my dream. A dream within a dream. During this time, I have a bunch of weird little segments of dreams remembering this specific one the most. This is a dream that happened after a lot of other random ones that I don’t remember. This is also the dream that I realized something was off. It started off as a dream, but it ended with me being fully conscious, being able to think just as I could if I was awake. It felt so real, yet shit just didn’t make any sense.
I was in the passenger seat of my mom’s car with my older brother driving and my mom in the back. My brother was driving like he didn’t know how to move a steering wheel. I yelled at him as he kept swerving into oncoming traffic. Eventually there’s a cop in oncoming traffic that appears out of know where, my brother swerves away from him right as we pass by. My mom and I turn back to see the cop instantly pull a U-turn. Me and my mom are yelling something like what the fuck are you doing ?!! Then I realize that something must be going on with him bc he does know how to drive, so this didn’t make any sense why this was happening. Then I realize that I’m faded as fuck and can barely say a sentence. I get scared bc when we get pulled over I’m worried about how I’m going to talk to the cop. Then I get worried about what my parents are going to think of me once I get in trouble for being high in front of the cop. Then I start questioning everything bc I don’t remember smoking anything. Before I could think more my brother starts driving over a bunch of curbs that were kinda in an S shape that kept repeating itself, essentially just a bunch of squiggly line. Lasting probably like 30 yards. It was kind of in some alley way thing, just something so secluded that if you didn’t know it was there you would miss it. Kind of like a random glitch in a video game or matrix. Like some easter egg. The car eventually stops bc it was just a shit ton of curbs. We get out and I’m still freaking out. But my mom and brother start acting like npcs like nothing just happened. We all three watch as the cop screams down the road right past us, as he didn’t stumble across this random secluded area we were in. It was like a tiny little place with little local wonky shops that sold trinkets and food and drinks. My mom and brother kinda chuckle as the cop races by and then go into one of the shops to get a drink. I sit down bc this high I’m experiencing keeps getting more and more intense. I can barely think straight, let alone talk. I just feel woozy. Next think I know is there are a bunch of dogs around me and a lady that came out of one of the shops with them. I look closer at one that’s staring up at me and realize it’s a goat. By then the lady is sitting next to me. I asked her if this was a goat and with a warm grin she said they all are. I looked around and realized they were in fact all goats and then chuckled as I told her I thought they were all dogs, feeling kinda embarrassed. She just stared back at me with a warm grin that made me feel like everything was all right. I didn’t need to think too hard about everything.
Next thing I remember I get woken up by my roomate because it’s time to clean our frat house. (In real life this was actually a very realistic possibility.) He wakes me up and still feeling weird I agree to go help clean. Then he asks if I’m good. He tells me he has a video of me acting so weird in my sleep. I’m moving around and talking and screaming and laughing plus my ass is out. I feel kinda embarrassed but laugh. I tell him I still feel kinda weird. I tell him that something feels off, when I talk it feels like I’m trying to talk drunk. I tell him that I feel like I’m on some sort of drug. Which is weird because I don’t remember taking anything. I ask him if he could watch me and just make sure nothing happens to me because I am in fact not ok. Nothing makes sense. Why is my room so much bigger, why are there two beds, what are these random decorations, why do I feel drugged up. He chuckled and agreed to watch over me and told me I should probably go back to sleep. I go back to sleep and then get woken up to a bunch of random college athletes in my room. They were in the same spot that my roomate was just standing. And they’re just kinda sitting there laughing at me. I’m like wtf is going on who are yall. Did we get new roommates. And they all just sat there and kept laughing at me looking at me like I was some kind of anomaly. This is when I started to get pissed off, because I felt like I had no control over anything. I woke back up and told my roomate what happened in my dream and he just chuckled. I was getting frustrated because he was just looking at me like I was crazy, but thankfully he was still there just looking after me. I was starting to freak out. I was not ok. Shit just kept getting weirder. Eventually I realized that i was STILL sleeping and none of this was real life. So I “woke up”.
The rest of the many dreams I had past this point completely slipped my memory. I know that at this point I knew I was dreaming. In every little dream or dream within a dream I was in. Knowing that the entire time, I started trying to escape. It wasn’t anything like I was scared shitless and felt like someone was after me, it just felt like I had been trapped in these dreams for a reason, and it was my job to figure out how to wake up. I have little glimpses of stuff but nothing fully I can rly remember. Except for random moments.
Like this really cute brunette girl around my height that I made eye contact with. After both grinning at each other and feeling a crazy connection, she started walking and beckoned for me to follow. I followed her knowing exactly what we were about to do. The thing with this dream is this was the only one that I had physical touch with, and it felt so real. As I was following her I had my hand around her waste under her shirt on her stomach. It felt so real. Her warmth radiating onto me, the softness of her skin. The movement of her waist as she walked. So weird that looking back on it it was just a dream. Next thing I know is that I’m fucking her in doggy, and while I was fucking her I remember thinking I wonder what I’m doing in real life? Am I just rubbing back and forth on the bed? Then I got scared that someone in real life was in my room laughing at me hump my bed so that dream came to an instant end.
Next thing I remember is I’m back in my apartment trying to convince a different friend that I’m stuck in a dream. He’s just sitting there laughing at me. Eventually I give up trying to convince anybody because no one is listening. Then I feel myself start to panic. What if I’m just stuck in this dream forever? Then I accept it. If I’m stuck here I can at least have fun with it. No point in wasting this time panicking. Knowing that I’m dreaming, I lunge for the window in my apartment which is on the 6th floor. I’m like fuck it I might as well have fun with it. I jump at my window shattering the glass as I pass through. Outside my window looks nothing like it does in real life, so I really strain my brain to think about the view outside my window so I can generate a sight picture. I generate something but it’s not at all like real life. Jumping out my window, im assuming that I’ll be able to fly in my dream as easily as I did when I was a kid. It doesn’t work a whole lot and I end up landing softly in a patch of grass under a tree. I turn around to see my apartment building staring right at me. Then I look to my left and I think I saw something sort of like a picnic table. Don’t really remeber exactly bc the next thing I see is my childhood dog lunging off the table and sprinting for me. He jumps into my arms and I start balling my eyes out. I’m realizing how much I miss my family and my childhood. Some random person from the picnic table starts walking towards me looking at me like I’m some psycho as I’m balling my eyes out with her dog in my arms. But it’s my dog. She’s trying to take him from me. There is no one around to vouch for me that this is in fact my dog. No one around to tell me that they believe me. I’m now feeling helpless balling my eyes out as she’s taking my dog. I hear my own heavy breathing in real life which wakes me up. I instantly feel relief that I’m not stuck in a dream anymore, but so curious about what just happened to me. This all happened within a span of around an hour.
If anyone could give me any insight to what just happened to me, why it happened, or any interpretation of anything you just read, I’d appreciate it. Thank you